Starnik: I don’t care really. All I know is we’re supposed to steal a million dollars from the guy who lives there, which means we could always keep a little for ourselves.

Cyros: Hey, we’re not supposed to do that. It’s all supposed to go to the doc.

Shadowstrike: Thank you for your opinion, Bass Jr.

Cinder: Does anyone want my opinion?

Iga: Did anyone say something?

Starnik: I didn’t hear anything.

Cinder: Ugh!

Ben: I just want to give you guys a warning that once we get there, I could set the place on fire at anytime.

Iga: Oh my, you giving us a heads up before you do something? That’s really nice of you Ben!

*Ben grabs Iga by his head stem*

Ben: What did you say?!

Iga: I, uh, I said ‘You are a murderous psychopath’.

Ben: That’s better. *lets Iga go*

Naoshi: *pulls a container out* YAY! I got Jell-o!

Shadowstrike: If you are talking about your head, I know.

Cyros: Can you leave the kid alone for once?

Iga: Uh, guys, I just thought of something.

Starnik: *toweling off* What is it?

Iga: If we are all here, who is flying the jet?

Starnik: Uh oh.

Darksage: *over the intercom* We are now approaching our final destination. Everyone please fasten your belts as we start to descend.

Cyros: *buckles up using three belts* I hate it when he flies the plane.

Iga: Are you talking about because he has no hands?

Cyros: Yes, and that he is so damn calm about it!

Shadowstrike: It could have been worse, *points* he could’ve been piloting.

Naoshi: *eating* Grapes are good and healthy for my tummy!

Cyros: Good point.

Later, after landing, the group makes their way to an ominous mansion.

Cyros: Okay, this is the place.

Iga: It looks like a giant red hotel more than a mansion.

Starnik: Whatever. Let’s just hurry up and brake in, steal the money, and get this over with.

Shadowstrike: Let me guess, an all day TV marathon?

Starnik: Of course not…Victoria’s Secret is having a fashion show downtown and I want to use my new binoculars.

Ben: That’s a shock.

Starnik: This is coming from the guy who makes pelts out of cute bunnies.

Ben: Hey, someone has to do it!

Cyros: Can we please go in?

Starnik: Fine. Darksage, blow the door open.

Darksage: *shrugs* Okay, as you say.

Cyros: No wait!

*Before Cyros can stop him, Darksage blows up the front door with a crash bomb*

Cyros: Couldn’t you be a little more subtle?

Darksage: Do you mean like when I went into your room and collected $500 for a massager I sold you?

Cyros: Yes, just like-wait, I thought it was $14.50!

Darksage: You forgot about handling charges.

Starnik: Come on, let’s go in.

*All go inside, with no one around*

Iga: It’s quiet, too quiet.

Ben: *eyes burning* DID I HEAR A CLICHÉ?!

Iga: Uh, no…

Starnik: Well, just be on the look out. I don’t like the feeling of this at all.

Naoshi: *sees a statue* Cool, a golden person! *runs up to it*

Shadowstrike: Naoshi, you moron, get back here!

*Naoshi touches the statue, causing a hole in the floor to open*

All: *while falling* NAOSHI YOU DUMB ASS!!!

Naoshi: *falling too* Sorryyyyyyyy…

Later on, in the basement…

Cyros: Oh wow, what hit me?

Shadowstrike: It’s good to see you awake, crazy lady.

Cyros: Don’t call me-*clank!* Ow! What the heck is going on?

Darksage: Well, from what we can deduct, we were captured after we fell and put into some kind of tubes.

Ben: Yes, and I can’t blow it up, chop it up, set it on fire, or even bite it!

Starnik: I think we are about to find out what’s happening soon, I see someone coming.

*A small figure moves in closer to the tubed team, coming out of the shadows and showing…*

Naoshi: It’s the Monopoly guy! I like him!

Mr. Monopoly: My name is Rich Uncle Moneybags, or you simpletons may just call me Mr. Monopoly.

Shadowstrike: Nah, Monopoly guy works better for us.

Mr. Monopoly: I would figure as much from a group of untrained savages as your selves.

Starnik: Hey buddy, we are not savages, well, aside from Ben.

Shadowstrike: Yeah, and we are trained too, well, except Naoshi.

Mr. Monopoly: I am making an assumption that you miscreants are here to rob me of my vast fortune.

Naoshi: Nope, we came to steal your money!

Darksage: That’s good Naoshi. Now why don’t you bore a hole in your head and let the sap run out.

Starnik: I know I’m going to regret asking, but why are we in these tubes?

Mr. Monopoly: You see, I’m sort of a collector, as you would say.

Cyros: I get it; you want to keep us as display pieces, right?

Mr. Monopoly: On the contrary, I want you all to see my special collection first hand. You see, I have always been an enthusiast in the collecting of pop culture memorabilia, most notably mascots of makers of digestive substances.

Shadowstrike: You mean you collect merchandise of characters from food commercials? Wow, and I thought crazy lady was nuts!

Cyros: Hey, watch it!

Naoshi: Watch what?

All: SHUT UP NAOSHI!

Mr. Monopoly: Actually, I collect the mascots themselves.

All: WHAT?!

Mr. Monopoly: Yes, it’s quite true. Now, if you don’t mind, I’d deeply enjoy it that you all get to meet them up close. Cheerio, then!

*Mr. Monopoly pulls a lever, sending each member into a subbasement through their tubes.*

Mr. Monopoly: Now with those barbarians disposed of, I can go make sure that my vault is still on the up and up.

Soon after, in a subbasement cell, similar looking to an over…

Starnik: I’m getting sick of these drop downs. They’re not good for my shine!

???: Woo hoo, I got a visitor!

Starnik: Who are-what the hell?!

Pillsbury Dough Boy: I do not get many people down here. Would you like to bake with me and my homemade goodness?

Starnik: No, but I’d rather run over you and make you into road kill.

Pillsbury Dough Boy: Then I have no choice but to fight with all my might!

*Chuck Norris hits Orville in the jaw with a jump kick before he could fire off a shot. Chuck followed by throwing the crazy old man into the air*

Chuck Norris: Go for it Airman!

Shadowstike: Oh yeah!

*Shadowstrike fires off a massive tornado, picking off Orville in mid air, sending him into a flame-operated popcorn wagon, and to a gruesome demise*

Shadowstrike: Thank you for the team up Chuck Norris!

Chuck Norris: Anytime, my friend. Now, I must leave. There are a bunch of drug dealers trying to take over a strip club in Providence. Remember to keep fighting for truth, justice, and the American way. *leaves through the wall he came through*

Shadowstrike: Most…awesome…moment…EVER!

Later, in a rubber room…

Naoshi: Hi!

Chips Ahoy Cookie: Hi!

Naoshi: Hi!

Chips Ahoy Cookie: Hi!

Naoshi: Hi!

Chips Ahoy Cookie: Hi!

Naoshi: I’m Naoshi!

Chips Ahoy Cookie: I’m a cookie!

Naoshi: COOKIE?!

Chips Ahoy Cookie: Uh oh!

Naoshi: *charges after the cookie* COOKIE!

Chips Ahoy Cookie: *runs* AAH, SAVE ME!

Naoshi: * chasing the cookie* C is for cookie, that’s good enough for me!

Meanwhile, in a green room…

Iga: I guess I should be thankful I ended up with so much plant life here!

Jolly Green Giant: Ho ho ho, who enters my valley domain?

Iga: *looking up* Oh leaping lizards, why does this happen to me?!

Jolly Green Giant: Hello little man! You should not be here, you might disrupt my vegetables.

Iga: I’m sorry but I was sent down here by a madman from a board game.

Jolly Green Giant: Ho ho ho, well, that madman is who I listen to for orders. I will have to take care of you, my little stump inposter.